Michael's POV/Narration
December 25, 1988: 7:45am
30 minutes later, I got refreshed and ready to start the day. Wearing; blue jeans, and a blue collar shirt. I walked out of our room and saw María talking to her brother Alexander at the table. I walked up behind her chair and jumped up from behind.
Michael: "Boo!"
María: "Aahh! Oh my gosh! Michael! You scared me!", she said crossing her arms and making a pouty face,
Michael: "Haha. Ohhh, I'm sorry baby", I laughed as I hugged her.
Alexander: "That should have made your morning María", he chuckled. "Morning Mike"
Michael: "Morning Alex", I smiled and sat next to María.
Alex and Michelle: "Daddy!", they both said running towards me.
Michael: "Alex! Michelle!", I said crouching down to them and hugging them both. Just then the door bell rang.
*Ding dong*
María: "I'll get it", she said as she got up and walked towards the door.
Alexander: "So, you feeling better Mike?"
Michael: "Yeah, feeling a lot better"
Alexander: "Good. Good"
María: "Armando! Let me go!", she screamed.
Alexander and I ran to the door to see Armando gripping María by the arm and trying to kiss María and María trying to get away.
Alexander: "Hey! Let go of my little sister!", he said going over to her and taking María from him. María then ran to me, crying a little.
Michael: "It's okay, it's okay", I whispered to her and hugging her tightly.
Alexander: "Haven't I told you once not to bother María?", he said crossing his arms.
Armando: "Yes. But I couldn't resist", he smirked.
Michael: "Why can't you just move on? María has. There's other fish in the sea. Like sh'mon!"
Armando: "'Sh'mon'? What kind of word is that? Do they say that in your planet?", he laughed. Just then Alex walked over.
Alex: "Hey! Leave my Mommy and Daddy alone!"
María: "Alex. Come here", she said kneeling to him.
Alex: "Sh'mon!", he said crossing his arms.
Armando: "Ha! Like father like son. Both from
Mars. You should teach your son English instead of gibberish. And what type of name is Alex? Sounds like a dog name", he laughed. Just then Alex started to cry and ran to María.
Alexander: "Actually, no it does not. It's an awesome name. Leave him and all of us alone", he said going over to Alex and María.
María: "It's okay mi amor", she whispered to him while holding him in her arms.
I have to say something. I looked down Alex and María and Alexander then I over at Michelle behind María and María hugging her too. Just then my hands turned to fists, all my anger built up.
Michael: "That. Is. It!", I yelled out. I then walked to Armando and let him have it. "You have caused nothing but trouble! Ever since you beaten María back in 1984 and then came back even when María simply told you to back off! Now I've had it with you! Stay away from us! Stay away from all of us! Don't you ever come near this house or this family ever again!", I yelled and then shut the door in his face. "María! Alex! Are you okay?", I said as I kneeled down to them.
María: "I'm okay. Are you okay Alex?"
Alex: "Yeah", he whispered.
Alexander: "You really told Armando off Mike. I never knew you could be so assertive"
María: "That's exactly what I told him once", she smiled.
Michael: "Well, you know. Someone had to tell him, why not me? I need to protect the people I love", I smiled.
María: "Your very sweet Michael. I'm glad I get to spend the rest of my life with you and these 2 beautiful kids", she smiled.
Michael: "I'll do anything to protect you guys", I smiled and kissed María.
Alexander: "Are you love birds done?", he laughed. "Are we going to open our presents or what?", he said getting up. Alex and Michelle ran to the living room and sat by the Christmas tree. María and I blushed and got up and walked to the couch.
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